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Here you have it: the third NANOTALE!
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the fence - Vaclav Brozic - 19th cent |
'Lady Anne.' He whispered in a low voice. 'Tomorrow I am going to war, at this hour I will be on the battlefields on the continent.'
'My heart bleeds for you, Lord Mortimer.' Anne gasped, eyes wide.
To his delight, her chest rose and fell quickly, almost exploding from her decoletage. 'As companion, I will only have the memory of you sweetness. I shall cherish it, for only you will keep me warm when death hovers around. Grant me tonight, my dear, every hour and all of your intimacy. ' He asked knowing that at dawn he would embark for the continent, yes, but to enjoy a long season on the sunny beaches of the Iberian Peninsula.
'Yes, my lord, I will give you one night before your departure!'
Ballerina in a tutu - 19th century illustration |